Birthday: June 7th 2000 Likes: besides food, tummy rubs, exchanging love letters with Zubee and cuddling with her peeps: barking! Pet-Peeves: Buddy, the doorbell, Buddy, trespassers (real or imagined, bi-ped or quadriped, Buddy), not being able to be with her people 24/7 and did I mention Buddy? Favorite Toy: Used tissues from the wastebasket (yuck!) and latex squeeky things Favorite Food: Oh, if only I were allowed to find that out! Favorite Walk: Any walk is a favorite walk. Lately I love the dog park where I don't have to be double-leashed to Buddy and I can still run free even though I can't see anymore. Best Tricks: sit and shake (give paw), roll over, and sneaking food out from wherever there is any. Arrival Story: Humane Society called to say they had a small dog matching my requested profile. I went early the next day and was first to visit her and first to put down money. She is my first ever dog and we all love her! Bio: Lexie was turned in to the pound as a stray, but my zookeeper neighbor believes she is a purebred as her tail is docked and ears clipped, and she looks purebred. We'll probaby never know, but it doesn't matter anyway.
Lexie began to lose her sight early in 2009 and we found out she suffers from retinal atrophy. She has adapted to blindness and does very well. Forums Motto: All bark, but no bite The Groups I'm In: ☆ Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe ☆, ♫ THE KIT KAT CLUB ♫ ®, ***The Pet's Fun Forum***, Deutsche Hunde Living Room, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Blind Dogs & The People Who Love Them, Bugy4 Schnauzers, For The Love of Schnauzers, Milwaukee Dogs, Mini Schnauzer Lovers!!!, Mini Schnauzer's Rock!!!, Pawsome Pages, Schnauzers Rule, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~ The Last Forum I Posted In: Some Secret Codes!!
Mother Nature must be a bit mixed up. It's not even the halfway point of winter and it got up to 60 degrees today. All the snow is melting like mad, leaving puddles and mud everywhere. Mom said it was too nice a day not to have a walk. I wholeheartedly agreed.
So we got the leashes out and took off around the block. We sniffed everything and then marked almost everything. It was fabulous.
Funny, though, when we got home and back in our fenced yard, mom didn't take our leashes off. I got a sinking feeling when she kept us on the leads all the way up to the bathroom. Sneaky!
I'm almost dry now, but I love the dryer. Buddy is still damp... Behind the ears and everywhere. - BOL! But that was not a nice trick to play on us, even if I have been overdue for a bath for a long time. Phooey.
Mom said I sounded like a small Wookie when I was making my bed last night. What's up with that? I have to talk to myself when I make my bed. It is an important part of the process of bed-making. After all, the bed is one of the most important places in the world, am I not right?
I googled "Wookie" and heard about someone named Chewbacca. He does sort of sound like a really sad giant schnauzer, or maybe a mountain goat. Not sure. Certainly not the kind of happy things I say to myself and my bed when I'm making it. Chewbacca sounds more like I would if Mom forgot to feed me or something. The humans are still not very good at interpreting our speech.
Today it is supposed to be 50 degrees outside. All the snow is melting fast. Time for mud and great smells, though it still is January in Wisconsin. Strange days. I better go make my bed.
Oh, well. Guess I don't have much back-up for that plan. I can't seem to get near the puter these days, what with Mom working from home and then gone teaching and what not. Oh, well. It's Sunday night and she's too pooped to work any longer today so it's MY TURN!
Yesterday Mom asked Second Child to remove all the yucky old carpeting from the upstairs hallway. He dragged a big hunk of the stuff out to the garbage and then bagged up stinky chunks of crumbling carpet pad. I wasn't sure what was going on exactly. Mom kept shooing me out of the way and telling me to go downstairs. If Mom is upstairs, I am upstairs. Duh.
Later I came back upstairs to see what all the fuss was about. There hasn't been carpeting on the stairs themselves for over a year now, but that top step usually has the old carpeting. I wasn't ready for that naked wood floor on top and I tried to go up one more step at the top because I didn't feel carpet under my paws! Mom just laughed at me. "Thought you missed the top step, huh?"
I am used to it already, but I didn't think I had hit the stop step yet because there was no carpeting. I'm too lazy for math. I just wait for the feel of that top step. Guess I'll have to start counting. Phooey. I should get a biscuit each time I climb the stairs for such hard work! BOL!
